=Saints.=

And now the saints began their reign,
For which they’d yearn’d so long in vain,
And felt such bowel-hankerings,
To see an empire, all of kings.
1557
BUTLER:  Hudibras, Pt. iii., Canto ii., Line 237.

For virtue’s self may too much zeal be had; The worst of madmen is a saint run mad. 1558 POPE:  Satire iv., Line 26.

There is a land of pure delight,
    Where saints immortal reign.
1559
WATTS:  Hymns and Spiritual Songs.

Just men, by whom impartial laws were given; And saints who taught and led the way to heaven. 1560 TICKELL:  On the Death of Mr. Addison, Line 41.

That saints will aid if men will call;
For the blue sky bends over all.
1561
COLERIDGE:  Christabel, Conclusion to Pt. i.

=Salt.=

Alas! you know the cause too well;
The salt is spilt, to me it fell.
1562
GAY:  Fables, Pt. i., Fable 37.

Why dost thou shun the salt? that sacred pledge, Which once partaken blunts the sabre’s edge, Makes even contending tribes in peace unite, And hated hosts seem brethren to the sight. 1563 BYRON:  Corsair, Canto ii, St. 4.

Who ne’er knew salt, or heard the billows roar. 1564 POPE:  Odyssey, Bk. xi., Line 153.

=Salvation.=

About some act
That has no relish of salvation in ’t.
1565
SHAKS.:  Hamlet, Act iii., Sc. 3.

Therefore, Jew,
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,
That in the course of justice none of us
Should see salvation.
1566
SHAKS.:  M. of Venice, Act iv., Sc. 1.

=Sands.=

Come unto these yellow sands,
    And then take hands;
Courtesied when you have, and kiss’d
    The wild waves whist.
1567
SHAKS.:  Tempest, Act i., Sc. 2

Here are sand, ignoble things,
Dropt from the ruined sides of kings.
1568
BEAUMONT:  On the Tombs of Westminster Abbey.

=Satan.=

To whom the arch-enemy,
And thence in heaven call’d Satan,—­with bold words
Breaking the horrid silence, thus began.
1569
MILTON:  Par.  Lost, Bk. i., Line 81.

For Satan finds some mischief still
    For idle hands to do.
1570
WATTS:  Divine Songs, Song 20.

And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.
1571
COWPER:  Exhortation to Prayer.

=Satiety.=

They surfeited with honey; and began
To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little
More than a little is by much too much.
1572
SHAKS.:  1 Henry IV., Act iii., Sc. 2.

With pleasure drugg’d he almost long’d for woe, And e’en for change of scene would seek the shades below. 1573 BYRON:  Ch.  Harold, Canto i., St. 6.

=Satire.=

Satire’s my weapon, but I’m too discreet
To run a-muck, and tilt at all I meet;
I only wear it in a land of Hectors,
Thieves, supercargoes, sharpers, and directors.
1574
POPE:  Satire i., Line 69.